Lifestyle blog of versatile blogger and author of three books, Roma Gupta Sinha who has been felicitated with numerous awards and recognition for her candid thought-provoking writings and her quantum of work including the coveted 'Woman of the Year 2015' and 'Planet's Pride Award 2018'. She is also the founder of Roma's Communication Academy(RCA) which ardently endeavors to aid 6-60-year-olds bridge the gap between their intellect and expression.

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Saturday, 29 April 2017

Zenith Of Love ~ Concluding Volume of PriyaMeer's Love Saga

That night was even more
wonderful for Priyam. Despite of many rooms at home, the entire gang of the affectionate
family members put their beddings on the floor in the hall and kept chatting,
gossiping and giggling with mom and dad joining them too. There were silly
jokes and friendly banter mostly and crazy bursts of laughter. Priyam sat next
to Meer smiling all the time and took part in the fun with full excitement.
That's when Dad said they should not wait to get her to their house anymore and
everyone shouted in delight that they were soon to hear wedding bells. Even if
it was not Aditi as they had presumed, they were extremely elated that
eventually dad will see his youngest son married before he closed his eyes
which looked inevitable though he exhibited signs of improvement occasionally.

Though Meer was elated that
Priyam had won his parents' hearts, he watched carefully Priyam's reaction to
the entire ruckus and this time she didn't twitch at the mention of her
wedding. She just got all red and smiled and Meer knew it was finally a ‘Yes’
from her. How he wanted to hug her that moment, his infinite love had made his
beloved overcome all her apprehensions and fears. The new more beautiful memories
had eventually wiped away the uglier ones of the past. The two experienced a
sea of overwhelming emotions in their hearts as they skid into their world of
dreams with everyone else huddled together right there, at the centre of the
huge hall...

In the morning, joyful Meer
called Priyam's mom and her brother and asked them to get ready as he was
coming to pick them up. The two danced in joy too, to hear that finally their
darling was out of the destructive spell of her past's brutal memories. After
all love and warmth are the best medicines to heal the deepest wounds and
that's what Meer and now his family had showered on her in abundance. This had
enabled her to take the plunge and place her trust once again in humanity.

The wedding was to commence
in two days and as they applied for a leave extension, a lot was needed to be
worked on rapid fire basis including their wedding trousseau while the rest of
the family made quick fix arrangements of everything else. Honestly they didn't
even had the time to think they were getting married, there was so much on
their platter but it was also so much fun. How the family managed such a grand
wedding in two days is still a talking point in the whole of Bhopal but yes all
went really well and there was a shower of blessings from every near and dear
who could or could not attend the wedding in such a short notice.

PriyaMeer enjoyed their
wedding to the core for there were so many wacky moments which made it further
memorable. This was bound to happen as they had shopped together. Like if
Meer's Jutis were with Priyam, her makeup went in his bag, thus despite of
having separate rooms they kept running for each other's and laughing over
their pathetic state in their own wedding. Plus there was custom after custom
which came at such a rapid pace…amidst of thousands of wedding clicks with
relatives of relatives. They realised they were themselves, when they they were
taken to their room at 3a.m. only to be woken up for another prayer ceremony at
6 on a chilly December night.

But they were happy, very
very happy. Such was the power of their pure, divine, true love that they have
won over the world that day. There was truly something special about those
moments and they were on the zenith of their love. Meer pulled her near him and
holding her the closest possible, kissed her deeply. Priyam too felt further
complete in those safest set of arms that night. A love like theirs finally met
its befitting end.

No it didn't end here, it
was just a beginning...Eight years later today, as I sit with them having their
favorite sandwiches and some coffee, I feel the same infinite love and warmth
between the two.. oh sorry, they are three now, their little angel Preet is now
6 years who looks like a mini Priyam. She is dad's darling and enhances their
love several-fold more. No one is now scared to utter the word Dad, there is
happiness and only happiness in their paradise. I wish every Priyam in this
world found a Meer.

This is my second #AtoZChallenge. While last year I chose to write on 26 True Stories on Indian Women, this year I am weaving Priyam and Meer's Eternal Love Story. Do share your genuine feedback, this blog breathes on your comments.